Gladden Scribbles

myriad of wings in the sky,
home and home, gentle wings, gently fly
myriad of wings, I said I could not count
soaring up the gloomy eve, yes, I can now recount
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I have longed for the finality of today,
and it is sure the heart of may
the gracious month I first saw the ray
and the painful day,
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I saw you weep in light agleam
led by a hand from the world of dream
I saw you quivering, muttering
of some words above my hearing
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When I slept,
there was no me
Nor all of them
in me
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I wake! I wake! I wake!
It was for my love's only sake
What then have I dreamt overnight
That brought tears to this weeping sight?
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we met again,
at lethe's flowing stream
she wept and sang in pain
like life was just a world of dream
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There came a silent knock,
on my frail gentle door
and I strove to turn the lock
in the sorrow cloth I wore
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Constellation of stars hung above me,
I wandered in the light of the night
To make me see, they followed me
The million eyes at no man's height
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The dark was the view they craved to see,
And the stars and the moon that deigns upon sea
The dark is that void that turns eyes to sleep
And the mantle that hides all that creeps
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Laggardly, I watched the hour hand land
And over it trudged the shadow of the minute hand,
Which these eyes have longed to see,
As it steers the former toward morn I now see.
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And silent I passed a lofty hall
where my shadow was standing tall
and beaming there shone from afar— a light
brighter ever than the morning light
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through the night I live on,
cheating slumber for my muse
through my leisure i brood,
deeply over my shaky life
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the sorrows of a pauper
bothers the wishful thinkers
in the hope of grace hereafter
but then, the paupers thinks the hereafter forever.
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the night pass on,
welcoming the morning sun
the darkness vanished from the sky
the light wishing it a slow goodbye
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Take, take away your dreadful sight, death
And let me for my lovers fight
Remit awhile the harsh stare
And let not her hope become my fear
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Slowly may my soul swiftly write,
My longings and all that my heart failed to fight
Gently may l quickly tell, you heart
Your deeds and how you have driven me apart
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one day I'll travel in the sky
like a star, like a star,
that mortals will see me no more
like before, like before
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VISITOR

Father, father if it is rude to say,
My pain and how it sways
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Cannon of times, men of war
fearless of worst, villains afar
commander's minutes, men loves charge
abhorrence of foes, Sally of savage
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I have waited hours of noon
only if I could know how soon
when my dark loving sky would come
may peace then reign in my home;
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